In the middle of the night, in the Qianqing Palace, there was a discussion about the world, a big gamble related to life and death.

The young emperor, the prince of Nanwang, two people with exactly the same body shape, like two people in the mirror, under the calculation of Ye Gucheng and Ding Xiu, tonight they are-for-tat, talking about swords, Taoism, and the world.

"Since ancient times, dynasties have risen and fallen, power has changed, and it seems to be different, but in fact it is the same."

Facing the emperor's question, the prince of Nanwang responded proudly: "Qin: Rise in changing the law, die in the establishment of the prince; Han: The Western Han Dynasty was in chaos with foreign relatives, and the Eastern Han Dynasty was in chaos with eunuchs; Wei and Jin: Cao Wei was destroyed by the ministers, and the Jin Dynasty died by the gate valve; Sui and Tang dynasties: The Sui Dynasty rose and died in the aristocracy, and the Tang Dynasty rose and died in the Jiedu envoys; Song Dynasty: Died in the heavy literature and light on martial arts; As for our dynasty: it began with bowing, but it will die in the party and government in the future! ”

"Huh?!"

Hearing this, the young emperor couldn't help frowning: "Under my rule, the Ming Dynasty is not said to be prosperous, but also a political and harmonious people, how can it die in the party and government, the words of the prince are too alarmist." ”

"Really?"

Nanwang Shizi said: "The king is high above the temple, sitting and watching the civil and military officials, forming a party to fight, thinking that all the power is in control, but do you know how much land there is in this big tomorrow, how much land is occupied by the officials of the vassal king, the big family, and how much is occupied by the common people?" ”

"This"

When the emperor hesitated, the prince of Nanwang had already asked and replied: "If the land in the world is listed as tenth, the officials of the vassal kings and the big families occupy ninety percent, and the common people can barely occupy less than one percent. ”

"How is this possible?!"

The emperor said in a deep voice: "I have seen the treasury tax? If the common people only occupy one percent of the land in the world, how can they pay such a large amount of taxes, the prince of the world is a big mistake. ”

"It's you who is wrong!"

Prince Nan sneered: "Do you know, where do those taxes come from? ”

When the emperor heard this, he was silent.

But seeing the prince of Nanwang, he continued: "It seems that you don't know that the taxes of the Ming Dynasty all come from the harvest of the common people, and all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes are unimaginable, but the family is famous because of its merits, and it is obviously sitting on tens of millions of acres of fertile land, but there is no need to pay a single cent of taxes." ”

The emperor said in a deep voice: "The tax is not a scholar, this is the law of the ancestors, and the law of the ancestors is immutable!" ”

"Why immutable?"

Nanwang Shizi sneered: "Is it immutable, do you dare not change, or you are unwilling to change, perhaps, there are all three, but in the long run, the people's income is getting less and less, but they have to pay more and more taxes, just a small opportunity, such as a natural disaster, will make the entire Ming Dynasty completely collapse." ”

"Impossible! When pigs fly! ”

The emperor seemed to be a little angry, and he shouted loudly: "It's just a group of unarmed mud-legged people, I have countless loyal ministers and good generals, how can they be shaken." ”

"Really?"

The prince of Nanwang sneered noncommittally: "Jun seems to have forgotten that Emperor Taizu was just an unarmed mud leg before he became emperor, the people are the water, the king is the boat, the water can carry the boat, and the boat can also overturn the boat."

In this box, the emperor talks about the world!

On the other side, the swordsmen are superior!

On the Taihe Palace, the top of the Forbidden City, the showdown, the sword battle, the most extreme killing moves, the most fierce collision, rub out the most gorgeous sparks, and play the most pleasant kendo song!

"Drink ~~~~"

But when I heard the long voice, I swallowed the nine heavens and ten earths, forced to blow the snow at the peak of the West Gate, and the sword was the best sword style of the sentient sword.

"Good! Very good! This is the pinnacle sword duel I am looking forward to! ”

In the face of the supreme sword style of Ximen Blowing Snow that almost broke through the limit of heaven and earth, the yin and yang in the body of "Ye Gucheng" rebelled, and the ethereal sword style returned to the basics, every move, every style, seems simple and ordinary, but in fact contains countless mystical changes, it is the road to simplicity, with the breadth of all things, even if the sword sound is indiscriminate, there is no law at all, but still have to be accepted for the Tao.

Zheng Yan went back and forth, life and death in an instant, the extreme edge converged, the peak sword duel, gradually becoming white-hot, the frost flying in the sky, a clear sword light, the faint sword sound, as if it was an ancient chant from ancient times, the underworld rhythm between life and death, in this moment, resounded throughout the sky.

Alone!

A sword!

At this moment, there was an incomparable brilliant light, in the light of Hao, he saw the Ximen blowing snow rising into the air, and the boundless sword momentum that rose with him condensed the void of heaven and earth, synthesizing the sword light like a pillar, slowly turning, it seemed to pull the rhythm of the heaven and the earth, making the boundless wind and clouds mighty.

"Zheng"

Slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, a terrifying sword sound that seemed to come from the deepest part of the human heart, like an eternal cry of gods and demons, expanded overwhelmingly:

"Extremely affectionate!"

"Daoyin Xisheng!"

The edge of the Feihong Sword trembled, and in an instant, in the entire sky, there was a sudden burst of earth-shattering noise that seemed to come from the beginning of the primeval period, when the Qiankun was opened, and the first sound of the sword was split, as far as the line of sight could see, the sword blade could reach, and a magnificent force seemed to split the sky, and it was about to defeat the opponent under this sword.

"Zheng"

At the same time, accompanied by a high-pitched sword roar soaring into the sky, "Ye Gucheng" sighed in a deep voice, and between the operation of the Yin and Yang True Yuan, there was a yin and a yang in the body, and the extremely opposite true power fused, inspiring a huge force that had never been seen before.

"Boom!"

The magnificent power swept in all directions, and the sky-rushing sword qi shook the sky, until the sky dome exploded, turning into hundreds of millions of brilliant brilliance bursting out, and the wind and clouds swept away, enveloping the entire area where the Taihe Hall was located.

"This"

The people who watched the battle around were all shocked by their hearts, and there was no other, just because the shots of these two great swordsmen seemed to have exceeded the boundaries that mortals should have, reaching an unprecedented height, the ancient immortals, I am afraid that it is nothing more than that.

In the face of such a sword duel, no one present can be distracted, not even the four-eyed Lu Xiaofeng, who has countless doubts!

As far as the eye could see, as far as the eye could see, a brilliant sword light in front of him had already shrouded the roof of the entire Taihe Palace, and the most extreme confrontation was about to open the final chapter of this peak sword duel.

Enjoy the people, the sword of all intentions, in the sharp edge staggered to draw a sharp boundary, sonorous sound, the sky is full of frost, is the sword fight, is the move to decide, in an instant, the majestic sword momentum, the wind and clouds are shocked, the huge power is like a stormy wave, spreading to the surroundings.

"Not good!"

"Hurry back!"

Although it was only the overflowing sword power, none of the people present dared to underestimate it, one by one, they hurriedly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, near the Taihe Palace, there were only "Ding Xiu", Lianxing, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, Mu Daoren, Dugu Yihe, and the Great Compassion Zen Master, seven people, struggling to block the sword strength.

Unbelievably strong, everyone was surprised, even they were still like this, not to mention the two masters in the duel, at this moment, they couldn't bear this powerful shock force, their bodies trembled, and they each fell backwards!

"Come again!"

Unprecedentedly enjoyable, the sword intent continued to grow in the confrontation, the battle spirit of "Ye Gucheng" was boiling, the sword of the drifting snow was sharp, the sharp light fell in all directions, and the sword qi traversed the long sky, sweeping the entire top of the Forbidden City!

"That's exactly what I wanted!"

Ximen Blowing Snow also has no intention of stopping, the strong enemy is difficult to defeat, but such a strong opponent, but it is every sword master can meet but not seek, at the moment, between his waves, there is a flow of affectionate sword intent, the blurred sword sound repeatedly, the power increased by three points, as if it had broken into a new realm.

The eyes of thirst are the persistence of the sword, at the moment when the sword light intersects, the two of them are fused as one, the tip of the sword tip, pouring sharp light through the sky, in the moment of sonorous collision, it actually pierced the void

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